Xiomara Hendrix
(zee (o) mara)
The last person I wanted to see when I'm grieving my broken heart.
"Hey, coming from your mothers house?"
"Yea."
"Were you using this, you left it on the sofa?" He held the dildo up. Why the big head man leave it deh suh.
"Oh umm, I needed the batteries for the remote."
"You were watching the sports channel, never knew you like sports."
"Hmmhh, new hobby." I'm not in the mood to talk to him right now, I just want to go in bed and sleep.
Fuck Romelou.
Fuck Dominique.
Fuck the money weh Mi tek.
"I'm going to bed."
"Yuh good?"
"As gold. Good night." As I'm stepping in the room.
"I'll be away for a week." This is the best thing he's said in a while.
"Ok" I really don't care what he does anymore.
The only person on my mind right now is Romelou.
"Yea, work trip." Didn't ask...
"Ok Dominique, have fun." When he gets back all his shit will be packed up ready for him to go.
I can't take this anymore, Do I love him? At this point it is costing me peace I can't pretend the bond we had is there anymore... there's no more us, haven't been for a long while.
"Mi woulda waah bring yuh but dem a seh it caah work."
"That's fine, I have work anyways." I doubt I still have a job.
All my laptop and shit is still there I might have to send Xion to get it. Mi fraid a Xion mouth enuh.
He's not going to talk to me, he probably will after he's cooled down. I'll give him some time to process.
He didn't even let me speak, and I honestly wanted to tell him but I should've long time ago before we soul tied.
"I understand."
For the LAST time, "good night Rome—" oh fuck.
"Good night baby." I say quickly to save myself before an argument starts.
He came over and pouted his lips, so I turned my cheek, "Good night, I'll be in bed soon." stay out here as long as yuh want..
Ever since mi start wid Romelou, mi just caah stomach Dominique. Fi look pon him, fi tell him. Nothing.
Yuh really blinded when yuh inna sumn but, Rom made me realize so much.
I took a shower and laid in bed fidgeting with my phone, to text or no to text...
Text.
Rom 🍆 x2
'I'll come'
I typed and deleted it...
I need a better first line.
'I know you're mad at me'
Sound too desperate delete...
Me: You didn't even give me a chance to explain myself. I tried to tell you many times, this is exactly what I was scared of.
Me: Maybe this is the only way you'll hear me, I needed the money for my mother's surgery 🤷🏾♀️ I'll do whatever when it comes to my family, like I'm sure you would do for yours.
Me: I didn't grow up rich and privileged like you, so I have to find ways to do what I can for my family.
Me: I won't pester you anymore. I'll give you the choice of forgiving me or not just let me know what you're doing so I can make my next move. I'm sorry that I've been lying to you.
Me: One thing you can NEVER say is that I used you or had ulterior motives, my feelings for you were real and valid!
Me: And oh Solange is pregnant, with your baby 🙄.
⤵️
Rom 🍆 x2: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I said a whole lot just for him to only reply the last message
I said my peace. It's now in his hands. I won't chase or beg him.
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Next day
Dominique already left for his work trip and I have peace in the house but not in my mind.
Romelou still hadn't replied to everything else I said.
Time to find a new job. Revamp my life.
It's 7:00 am and I'm triple tasking.
I'm cooking, packing all of Dominique's shit and I'm watching This Christmas on Netflix.
It's at the bathroom scene, when the lady beat the man wid the belt and I'm killing myself wid laughter. Who comes up wid this shit in the movies.
I'm not gonna worry about a thing today. Not Rom— why mi a lie to miself.
He's all I can think about.
Romelou Shaqiri
(Rum • el • low)
"A muss she mommy dream see." Stella said.
"Naah. Mi guarantee is either she naah breed or anuh mine."
"Yuh sure?"
"Yea. Wah kind a idiot me be fi fuck har raw?"
"Big idiot. Mi affi guh work now but if there is any development inna dis story mek me know."
"Matter a fact, hear weh mi waah yuh duh...tek har number, call har from the hospital phone and find out how much weeks she reach. Just pretend like yuh know sumn."
"Yuh naav nuff sense enuh, but yaav likkle. Weh yaah guh duh bout the law suit now, like how yuh find out anuh she?"
"Mi affi guh stop it." I hiss, "poor girl mi did confident seh a she duh it enuh, but Mi did wrong"
"Well...good luck wid that, mi a come gaah the people dem work before dem fire me. Oh and by the way, don't hold dat against har."
"Solange?" I ask confused.
"No fool, yuh know who. Yuh woulda duh the same fi mommy inna a heartbeat and yuh know it."
"The money anuh mi problem, addi lie. How mi know if mi can trust har now? Trust gone now and it aguh hard fi come back."
"Unuh love each other, unuh will figure it out."
"Love? It betta yuh gwaan a work."
"You same one seh she a hide har true feelings wen yaah duh the same."
"Gwaan a work."
"Yuh love run mi though mi aguh stop come a yuh yaad."
"Mi can only hope."
"Suck shit Romelou, don't call mi back den mi is not yuh therapist. Bye."
"Memba fi call Solange and mek mi know."
She flips me off and went through the door.
YOU ARE READING
Games People Play
Short StoryA Jamaican Novel A PR manager of the reggae boys finds herself in a middle of a lot of drama.
